The Room Where It Happened

I live in the room where it happened
The height of our love ever after
My favorite night
The body, divine
Good sweat, warm feet and you

I pray in the room where it happened
Ask God to be kind, to have mercy
I'm talking out loud
To the shadows around
They watch
And that's better than nothing

I fight for what I don't deserve
Not since I spoke it away
My mind and my tongue
What a funny conclusion
I wish someone intervened
Whose God should I believe

I've cried every day that it happened
I write but I'm still just the same
I'm held by the same hands I held before you
They watch me as I grieve
You'll never see me grieve



Credits
Writer(s): Esther Young
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